Maltbie Davenport Babcock
we are not here to play, to dream to drift
we have hard work to do, and loads to lift
shun not the struggle, face it, ’tis Gods gift.
say not the days are evil, who’s to blame
and fold the hands of aquiesce, oh shame
stand up, speak out, and boldly in Gods name.
It matters not how deep entrenched the wrong
how hard the battle goes, the day how long
faint not, fight on, tomorrow comes the song.
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